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[laurice]

Hey there!

You've reached the awesome inbox of Larry Butz! So, what's up? If you're a lovely young lady looking for a date, you've come to the right place!

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[boundbytreason.livejournal.com]

I had no choice. You heard how some people were forced into the costume, right?

Well, that's what happened to me. It was shipped to my room, I didn't know what it was, and by the time that I opened it...well, you saw the result. [ While it was true that she could easily dispel it, she would miss out on a fine opportunity for observation. ]

[troublesmells.livejournal.com]

Hey...you're right. [Silly Larry, stop forgetting things.]

...d'you know who shipped it to you?

[boundbytreason.livejournal.com]

Not quite. But I intend to get to the bottom of this. [ She wouldn't quite admit that she let someone slide just yet. ]

Does that clear things up for you?

[troublesmells.livejournal.com]

...I hope you do. And yeah, it does.

[What else should he say...]

But you're okay now, right?

[boundbytreason.livejournal.com]

Yes, of course. Otherwise, I doubt I would speak with you quite so casually, right?

By the way, I spoke with Miss Suzumiya. I don't know if it worked, but I think I at least deterred her from coming onto you quite so strongly. About your goatee, I mean. I hope that she hasn't upset you that badly.

[troublesmells.livejournal.com]

I guess...

And, thanks for that. I think I'll survive.

[boundbytreason.livejournal.com]

So, we never had a chance to exchange names properly. I am Caster, and you are...?

[troublesmells.livejournal.com]

[Larry finally manages to calm down enough.]

I'm Larry Butz.

[boundbytreason.livejournal.com]

It is a pleasure to finally meet you under regular circumstances, Mr. Butz.

So, are you certain there is nothing I can do to make up for the trouble I've caused you?

[troublesmells.livejournal.com]

...um, you didn't chase me when I ran off that time, so I guess that's enough for me?

And you also put in a good word about my goatee.

[quackery.livejournal.com]

Yeah! It's at the mansion.

nv bug event >3

[scalemates]

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R1GHT NOW
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[inthejunk]

after I lost so many games of beer pong they made me be a troll, I sat under the table and told riddles while retrieving balls.

SWEET.

[laurice]

Huh? Butter and tequila? That sounds...weird.

[laurice]

W-what? [...where are these messages coming from WHY. At this point he still has no idea there's a bug.]

Video, backdated to the 29th if that's cool

[paysdelamour]

You have some explaining to do, Larry... [A pause for dramatic effect.]

... like how you managed to woo the most eligible bachelorette in town! Ah, I'm so proud of you, Larry~

Video, IT IS THE COOLEST

[laurice]

Awww, thanks, boss! [He laughs a little sheepishly.] Well, she said she heard about how I was an artist and all, and we started talking art, and next thing you know - bam! We're dating!

[Larry is so giddy and all smiles right now s-sob.]

[inthejunk]

Wht?

[laurice]

What the heck was up with that message about the trolls and riddles and balls?!

[inthejunk]

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Huh? Wht are you tlkng abt??

[laurice]

You know, that message where you said you were made a troll. Don't tell me you forgot!!!

c:

[paysdelamour]

She did? Your reputation must precede you, then! Ah, that is so sweet, finding a common love of art...

[laksfjslkjf a-aww Larry. So cute.]

So tell me about her! What is she really like? You know, nothing like the papers say.

[inthejunk]

No srsly is ths spm or smthng?

[laurice]

The what?

The spam?

OMG BOSS YOU READ THE GOSSIP...

[laurice]

[SO MUCH GUSHING. His eyes are bright with happiness and he's just enjoying this.]

Leah really likes finding out more about me and where I came from and stuff...she listens to me, and she's really nice, and has offered to help me with my career and all...